Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Dreams

Murder, bloody murder,
Murder, bloody murder,

People say I them of Michael
Myers, rippin' niggas up pliers like I'm psycho
Smash 'em the mask on, KILL 'EM
Then hit the freeway gas and pass you niggas, my tank up with nitro
Ain't fuckin' with me when I was dead broke
A bum sleepin' on a park bench with to smoke
I would ask can I just take a toke
And of you motherfuckers would all try to get ghost

And now all the sudden niggas wanna act like they my best
Roll blunts up for the shows and bottles of Hen'
You can a nigga with a bitch up in the back
And some bullshit I ain't fuckin' with
with a big pump, 'bout to sin
Hit a nigga the one-two like I'm Popeye off spinach
Always the one poppin' it out, don't till I'm finished
Humphrey Bogart, I go hard, these niggas think so hard
I reach up in they soul and make 'em me they limits

Walkin' like a scene your nightmare, I'm right there
With a chainsaw, you look like you saw a ghost
Everybody and they motherfuckin' mama know, I go
All up into your spot and be the most
Bloodstains when the came, nigga, silverback gorilla shit
Really get my rocks off when the sawed off's just killin'
Black mamba venomous, hangin' like an
Bangin' all you with this silverback gorilla shit

Ugly as Chewbacca but I'm a doctor with this
as them niggas in malls askin' you for surveys (surveys)
Run up in you and hit you in the way
And I don't give a shit if it's your motherfuckin' birthday
Never really a fuck though, I'm cutthroat, leanin'
People comin' at me everyday for the new shit, they
Quit daydreamin'
Twisted Insane ready to hit muthafucking brain up, I am the Last Demon!

I am the Demon!